I want to fuck the Grolec.

Truthfully, it's not much of a choice at all, I want to fuck the monster. The anticipation of what I’m about to do sends a shiver through me. I’m horny as hell, but he’s a creature who looks fully capable of tearing me apart, I need to be clever with this. We’re absolutely about to fuck, but it's going to be on my terms.

I approach the Grolec. He tenses slightly but relaxes when I cast my makeshift club to the side and begin slowly undoing the buttons of my blouse. “I’m sure there’s something we can work out, Mr Rylon,” I say, smiling as I see my words and actions are having a definite effect. Another couple of inches of that pale pink penis emerging from its slit. His eyes are fixed on my hands as well as the cleavage gradually being revealed from the confines of my blouse, but they shoot up and meet mine as I add, “but we are going to do this my way.”

“Your way?”

His reply is hesitant, but I can clearly hear the underlying eagerness. “My way.” I reply. “you’ve got to understand, Mr Rylon, that I need to feel safe. You are so big and strong that I doubt I could do much if you decided to overpower me, but we can have so much more fun together as long as I remain willing,” my eyes stray downwards again and widen as I see another few inches of monster cock has emerged, and it shows no signs of stopping. “And I am most certainly willing.”

I finish unfastening my blouse and cast it aside, before reaching behind to unclasp my bra. I see the lust in Rylon’s eyes as my breasts are revealed, my pink nipples standing proud and proclaiming my arousal to the world. His eyes track my hands downwards as, ever so slowly, I unbutton my jeans.

“We do your way.”

“Excellent, now be a dear and flip on your back so I can get a proper look at that magnificent cock of yours.” He hesitates for a second, then complies. The position is a little awkward for him but he manages. I scramble to remove the rest of my clothing, keen to get on with the festivities. My shoes, jeans and panties are off in a matter of moments, and I stand, naked as the day I was born, looking down at my soon to be partner with a small smile. “Now, Lets see what we are dealing with.”

I can’t help the gasp that slips from my lips as I get my first proper look at the cock I will shortly be fucking. “it’s so big!” Between Rlyon’s back legs is a pale pink monstrosity that is easily over a foot long. The tip is slim, but the tapered shape means that the girth is as thick as my clenched fist at the root. Rylons neck and head are hunched so he can watch me, and I see the expectant look in his eyes. “More than happy to oblige.” i think, as I fall to my knees and crawl towards that towering pillar of meat.

The smell between his legs is amazing, a raw, animal musk that screams of impending sex. I reach out with a hand, gently guiding the massive rod towards my lips, then plant a kiss on the tip. His flesh is a lot cooler to the touch that I expected, and I marvel at the difference being cold-blooded makes. Not satisfied with only a kiss and keen to taste him, I lick, long and slow, from his base to tip. When I reach the head of his cock, I part my lips and slowly draw him into my mouth. His taste is strange, a salty, earthy mixture with a hint of something else that I cannot place. Whatever it is, it’s pleasant. My head bobs, and I feel the vibrations of a satisfied growl beneath me. Rylon seems to be enjoying himself. That impression solidifies as his cockslit begins leaking a steady stream of pre. I get another hint at that pleasant taste, stonger this time, so I eagerly pick up my pace.

I continue on with the blowjob, taking Rylon deeper and deeper into my throat to his evident delight, as I consider what I want out of the encounter. I would love to stuff him into my kitty and ride him, but I’m not sure I can trust him to let me know when he is close so I can pull him out of me in time. This is only my first day in my new world, and I am not keen to test if a monster can get me pregnant, yet. I file that away in the “another day” folder and consider other options.

I could still ride him, just with my ass. I’d need a little prep work, but the idea of riding his reptilian face as he rims me is one that sends a shiver of excitement through me. Maybe it’s the proximity to danger, all those sharp teeth nearby. My mind sticks on the idea as it grows on me. I wouldn’t complain overly much if his tongue strayed a little, and he ended up eating me out too.

Alternatively, I could just continue blowing him. He seems to be really enjoying the oral attention, and a part of me wants nothing more than to be showered in monster cum. If the amount of pre he has been leaking is any sign, it’ll probably get messy.